Mysterious recovery

The manhole cover made a sound, as if it was pushed open by something, and a scratched, bruised and rotten arm stretched out from under the manhole cover.

The arm was very long, sticking to the ground, stretching towards Liu Qi.

Yang Jian also noticed it, he opened his ghost eyes, and the dancing ghost fire ignited that weird arm.

The ghost's arm was burned at this moment, and it immediately retracted.

But at the dark sewer entrance, those bloodshot eyes did not disappear, instead they stared at Liu Qi even more viciously.

"A ghost wandering in the sewer, but it seems that the ghost can't attack people who are far away from the entrance of the sewer." Yang Jian was waiting for the ghost to come out, but the ghost didn't respond.

Liu Qi said with a serious face: "It seems that this place is really full of dangers everywhere. This place is a ghost town through and through. It's no wonder that Wang Shanshan lost contact when she came here. The residents of Baishui Town are probably the same."

"But under such circumstances, can Wang Shanshan and others really survive?"

"Don't underestimate the ghost boy next to Wang Shanshan, she must still be alive, and I can be sure that many people in Baishui Town must have survived." Yang Jian said, looking at the wandering pedestrians on the road in the rain.

Most of these pedestrians are living people.

But their state is very special, similar to the situation of Zheng Xiaorong and Wang Shanshan's grandmother before, in an unconscious state, although there is no sign of life, but some kind of supernatural power keeps these people from dying.

In this damn place, this state is actually a kind of protection.

If he guessed correctly, it should be done by the person in charge of Dashan City.

The spiritual rain erodes the living, not harming them, but protecting them.

The first thousand and 280 chapters and three familiar clothes

Baishui Town is rainy at night.

Near the dark street, colorful neon lights flicker, on the silent road, groups of people walk in the rain with their heads down, and in the deep sewer, bloodshot eyes are peeping at the approaching living people, everything looks so weird, It's frightening, and I can't wait to escape from here.

But now that he has come to the land of spirits, how can he leave here easily.

Yang Jian and Liu Qi were walking on the dark street at the moment, watching the abnormalities around them.

This is already a ghost town.

Any danger may arise, and fortunately they are ghost masters and have the ability to fight against supernatural beings. Otherwise, it is basically difficult for ordinary people to survive if they fall into this place.

Passing by a roadside shop with a flashing neon sign, Yang Jian glanced at it.

"Hotel accommodation."

There are these four words on the neon signboard. The door of this hotel is open. There is a bar at the entrance of the hotel. Behind the bar is a person. It is a woman. The hair of this woman is wet, like As if it had just been drenched in the rain, his complexion was ashen, and he stood there motionless like a corpse.

Yang Jian's eyes seemed to have attracted the woman's attention.

suddenly.

The woman suddenly turned her head to look at Yang Jian.

At this time, it can be clearly seen that the other half of the woman's face seems to be melting at the moment, the flesh is falling down, her eyes are empty and lifeless, but there is a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

The expression on the whole face seemed to have been set long ago, and it looked weird and terrifying.

"Is it a ghost?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but he just passed by and did not enter the hotel.

But with a glance from the corner of his eye, he still saw the signboard in the hotel.

Three yuan for accommodation.

Three yuan?

Yang Jian immediately thought of ghost money, because only ghost money has a denomination of three yuan.

"This is a ghost hotel, does anyone dare to stay in this thing?" Liu Qi couldn't help shivering.

Yang Jiandao: "Perhaps the ghost hotel is very safe, but you need to spend money to stay. We don't have any money now, so let's not worry about it now."

The two passed by quickly, unwilling to stay at the door of this ghost hotel.

They still need to find Wang Shanshan, so they can't waste time investigating some dangerous places, and they can only choose to ignore some ghosts they find. After all, there are too many ghosts here, and they can't stand it if they really want to deal with them.

Keep going.

There are new neon lights flashing.

There are two words written on the neon signboard: noodle shop.

The noodle restaurant is not big, there are only seven tables inside, and only a pair of bowls and chopsticks are placed on each table. The bowls and chopsticks are a little faded, as if placed on the graveside after being exposed to the wind and sun, it is slightly pale, and the table There was an old bench in front of it, which was painted with black paint, which reminded people of the black paint on the coffin.

The back kitchen of the noodle shop couldn't see clearly and was shrouded in darkness, but there was the faint sound of a kitchen knife chopping a chopping board.

The voice was slow and rhythmic.

"It's not a normal shop either." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He and Liu Qi continued to walk forward, not only paying attention to the shops on the side of the road, but also observing the people in the middle of the road with their heads down and drenched in the rain, wandering like living dead.

It's a pity that these people have strange faces, and Wang Shanshan is not among them.

no way.

Yang Jian and Liu Qi could only continue to search.

They passed another place with a flashing neon signboard, and the neon signboard said three words clothing store.

Originally, Yang Jian didn't intend to pay too much attention to these weird shops.

However, a piece of clothing hanging on a wooden rack in the clothing store caught Yang Jian's attention.

It was an old-fashioned black shroud that was stained with some kind of filth. Although the shroud was hung on a wooden frame, it was swinging the sleeves like a living person, making people feel that the clothes were trying to break free from the wooden frame. The shackles of the shelf, want to break away from this clothing store.

"That's... the ghost shroud on the ghost boy?"

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stared at the dress above.

Except for the three confirmed coffin nails, there are almost no two identical supernatural items in the supernatural circle, especially things like ghost shrouds. He has only seen one since he came into contact with supernatural things, although there are also supernatural things of other types of clothing. Items, such as the red cheongsam on Sister Hong, the ghost wedding dress on He Yuelian, and the old coat on He Yiner.

But the black shroud is the only one.

"It's not wrong. I have been dealing with ghost shrouds for a long time. These things are similar, and it is impossible to have the same filth. This is definitely the one on the ghost boy."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered: "What the hell happened, that Gui Shouti escaped from Gui Tong and appeared here? Could it be that Gui Tong is already dead?"

Although the ghost boy is a product of supernatural powers, it is not a real ghost and may perish.

At the beginning, he was worried that the ghost boy would be killed by the ghost, so he put the ghost shroud on the ghost boy.

Liu Qi stopped when he saw Yang Jian, and followed his gaze.

When he saw the ghost shroud in the clothing store, he was stunned for a moment: "Isn't that a ghost shroud? It used to be worn by Jiang Shangbai in the circle of friends, but after he died, this supernatural item should have fallen into Yang Jian How could it appear here in your hand?"

Liu Qi had never seen Gui Tong before, so he didn't know what happened to Gui Shouti.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but his eyes were cold, and he strode towards the clothing store: "I want to get back the ghost shroud, you wait outside, this is my business, don't get involved."

"Okay, Yang Jian, be careful, if anything happens outside, I will notify you immediately," Liu Qi said.

Yang Jian nodded and strode into the clothing store.

As soon as you walk in.

The door of the clothing store creaked and slowly closed.

In the small shop, there is more than one piece of clothing displayed in Guishouyi. Yang Jian also saw other clothes, including old suits, off-white gowns, and green gowns...every piece of clothing is unique. It's not simple, they all have supernatural remnants, but Yang Jian is not sure whether these clothes are supernatural items.

But Yang Jian didn't say a word, and walked towards the ghost shroud, he wanted to take the clothes away.

However, just when he stretched out his hand and just touched the ghost shroud.

A stiff voice suddenly echoed in the clothing store: "Buy one, it only costs 17 yuan."

17 yuan.

This is the same price as a coffin in Ghost Street in Taiping Ancient Town, very expensive.

"Buy one, it's very cheap..." The stiff voice sounded again.

"No money, I want this dress."

Yang Jian ignored the voice, and pulled hard with his scorched ghost hand.

The ghost shroud broke away from the wooden frame and was forcibly taken away by him.

As soon as the clothes were in his hands, they began to revive miraculously. The clothes wrapped around his arms and stuck to his flesh. It seemed that he wanted to attach himself to Yang Jian and make him the next ghost shroud. host.

Even if the scorched black ghost hand has the quota to suppress a ghost, there is no way to completely restrain the ghost shroud.

But this is normal, Yang Jian had tried to suppress Ghost Shroud before.

If this piece of clothing wanted to completely calm him down, he had to have three places to suppress him.

Yang Jian ignored it for the time being, and let the ghost shroud stick to his arm.

After getting the ghost shroud, he didn't stop, planning to leave the clothing store immediately.

Buying and selling by force doesn't seem to work in this clothing store.

next moment.

Immediately, there was a sharp cry from the clothing store, like a dying person screaming, or a dead body screaming, this sound is indescribable, but one can feel the danger and fear in this sound .

With the echo of this sharp cry, the walls in the clothing store began to peel off continuously, and the outline of a corpse with the same color as the wall emerged.

At this moment, the corpse fell from the wall with a plop, and then there was a crackling sound of bones twisting.

Just for a moment.

A ghost who had been sealed for a long time with cement smeared on his body woke up, all because Yang Jian didn't pay for the clothes.

The appearance of the ghost instantly extinguished the neon signs outside.

The closed shop door prevented Yang Jian from leaving at this moment.

And this moment.

The ghost twisted its stiff body and walked towards Yang Jian in an uncoordinated posture, apparently intending to attack him.

However, the ghost has not yet approached.

Yang Jian, who was about to leave, had already stopped in his tracks. He turned his head abruptly, opened a ghost eye, and there was a light in the dark shop instantly, which was tinged with scarlet.

The ghost in front of him immediately froze in place and couldn't move.

Subsequently.

A cracked long spear was held high, and the side belonging to the hatchet fell down without hesitation.

moment.

Li Gui's body was dismembered in half, thick and foul-smelling blood flowed all over the ground, and the strange corpse fell to the ground, and immediately lost its movement.

The suspension of the sixth-level ghost domain combined with the attack of the hatchet, once it works, no matter how terrifying the ghost is, it will be dismembered in an instant.

Either Yang Jian would not make a move, or if he did, he would definitely not hold back.

However, after the ghost was dismembered, the ghost in the clothing store did not disappear.

The gate was still locked tightly, and the neon lights outside were still off.

"Are there ghosts?" Yang Jian stared at every move in the shop.

Afterwards, he saw that each piece of strange clothes began to bulge gradually, and cold arms began to protrude from the empty sleeves, as if a person suddenly appeared in the clothes, wanting to take the Dress up again.

But then, Yang Jian's ghost eyes glanced around, and wisps of pale green will-o'-the-wisps began to dance, constantly appearing in every corner of the shop, and in just the blink of an eye, the will-o'-the-wisps completely ignited.

Flames filled the entire clothing store, as if it was about to burn the place, and the strange clothes were engulfed by the flames.

This level of will-o'-the-wisp even ignited the dismembered corpses on the ground, and the corpses became fuel for the will-o'-the-wisp, increasing the burning of the will-o'-the-wisp.

under such burning.

The cold arms protruding from the clothes quickly retracted, and the bulging clothes became shriveled again.

The ghost is dissipating.

"Crench!"

Not only did the spirit dissipate, but even the closed door of the clothing store was slowly opened at this moment.

Yang Jian was expressionless, turned and walked out stepping on the burning fire.

Obviously.